Praise Him, all you twinkling stars!',

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"Praise Him, all you twinkling stars!" Psalm 148:3

These myriad stars in their lustre, have been spoken 
of in poetry as "sparks from God's anvil." There is a 
defect in the figure. Sparks, brilliant as they are, are 
momentary, evanescent scintillations—a flash of atoms, 
which die in the darkness and are seen no more.

The starry host of heaven are glorious worlds, which move, 
not capriciously, but in obedience to great cosmic laws—
tenants of a realm, not of confusion, but of design and 
order. Let science speak of this as "laws of nature." Call, 
rather, these thronged illimitable spaces—the domain of 
a thinking, living, intelligent Creator and Sustainer; replete 
with evidences of His sovereignty and omnipotence.

No modern speculations, be what they may, can ever dim 
the brilliancy of those gems in the Almighty's diadem!

"Praise Him, all you twinkling stars!" Psalm 148:3